Tucker is one happy boy tonight. He has his own school bus that we picked up at WalMart while doing our grocery shopping.
I had been intentionally NOT buying one of those Fisher Price plastic school buses with the people in it, because the church nursery has one, the gym has one, Beau Pre has one. I figured it kept those toys all the more special. But Tucker is totally fixated on buses and apparently the bus is now TOO special.
The nursery director at our church approached me with some concern this week that Tucker just goes into the nursery and hoards the bus week after week, sometimes just sitting there and staring at it and not even really playing. She was wondering if she should remove the bus to encourage him to be a bit more interactive.
Keep in mind our nursery director perceives very few things as problems, so when something rises to the level of talking to parents, something should be done. I don't think removing the bus from the nursery, however, would result in much more than sulking and a very sad boy. Tucker LOVES that bus. When Tucker passes our church in the car during the week he points to it and says "bus" because the bus is inside. In fact, when Tucker's friend Henry sees Tucker, Henry says "bus" because he knows Tucker is obsessed.
After much debate, Austin and I decided that we needed to have a bus at Midway Farm to hopefully over-expose our son to the yellow bus with the people that he loves so much, so that he will play with other toys while out of the house. I will also try to hype up the church nursery a bit and talk about the other things to do there as well.
Needless to say, Tucker is asleep with the school bus. (In fact, the school bus even participated in bathtime which didn't do good things to the sound on it!)
